Yet another reason to feel like a dick. She’s Jared’s friend, and he had set us up, and I didn’t even have the decency to be honest after that first date. I should’ve told Nikki that I hadn’tfelt any sort of spark and that we shouldn’t continue. Instead, here I am stringing her along. Why? Because I wanted to make Summer feel even a fraction of the jealousy that I feel when I see Matt flirting with her in class? Because I think that Ishouldbe with someone like Nikki instead of fantasizing about one of my students?
Another laugh from Summer carries across the room and grates against my ears. I dig my fingernails into my palms, willing myself not to look in her direction.
Summer is smart, too smart to be giggling at whatever stupid comment that douche is making. I don’t like the way he looks at her, like she’s an easy mark. He looks at her like that in class, when he walks her down the hall, and even now in the bar. She’s better than that and deserves better than that. She’s too smart to be dumbing herself down and giggling whenever the boy makes a half-assed joke. I could tell she was intelligent on the first day of class, even before reading her papers, just by the way she spoke when answering questions. I’ve never heard her giggle like she has been since Matt sat down. I’ve read his papers; he’s nowhere near her level.
She puts her hand on his arm and laughs again. I grit my teeth.
“Is everything okay?” Nikki asks hesitantly. “You look…” Her words fade away as Matt and Summer continue to flirt with each other.
He leans in and whispers something in Summer’s ear before she smiles up at him and nods. I watch as she excuses herself and makes her way toward the corner of the bar where the bathroom is.
Don’t.
Don’t fucking do it.
Fuck.
“I just need to go to the restroom, excuse me,” I say to Nikki, cutting her off and leaving her sitting alone, looking put out. I quickly walk toward the bathroom and round the corner where Summer is waiting, leaning against the wall with her arms crossed.
She smirks at me.
I clear my throat. “I thought you were going to the restroom.”
Her knowing smile widens as she points to a closed door across from her. “It’s locked… but thanks for making sure I made it here safely.”
“The men’s room is open.” I nod toward the open door.
Why are you still talking? Just pretend to go to the bathroom and leave.
She shrugs before pushing off the wall and brushing past me. “Ever the gentleman.” Her heels click against the floor, and her hips sway enticingly as she waltzes into the bathroom. Her silk skirt hugs her legs and ass, leaving little to the imagination, while her corset top shows the delicate dip in her waist before highlighting perfect breasts.
Don’t.
Don’t. Fucking. Do. It.
I bite down on the inside of my cheek and taste blood. Summer disappears into the bathroom but doesn’t close the door behind her.
Screw it.
Without thinking, I barge in after her and slam the door behind us. She slowly turns to face me and takes a daring step forward, stopping an inch away from me. Her breath fans across my face, and she lifts a hand. I close my eyes and take a steadying breath. She reaches past me, and I hear the bathroom lock click into place.
Then there’s nothing but deafening silence.
Her eyes look like melted caramel as she gazes up at me, a seductive smirk playing along her delicate pink lips.
“Couldn’t wait?” she asks.
“Not a second longer,” I breathe before crushing my lips to hers.
Fuck me. She tastes like apples.
My fingers run through her hair and down her back before gripping her waist to pull her tightly against me. I groan at the feel of her.
She sucks in a sharp breath as I harden against her. She tries to scrape her nails against my back through the material of my clothes, and a low growl rumbles through my throat.
I trace my tongue lightly along her bottom lip, requesting entrance. She parts her lips on a sigh, and I drive my tongue eagerly forward. I walk her backward as my tongue battles hers for dominance until her back meets the door. She grabs a handful of my hair before yanking, and I hiss at her. I am met with a devilish smile before she leans forwardand licks up the column of my throat.
She’s going to be the death of me.
